I loathe my breasts, in the sense that they make me endure uncomfortable undergarments and are yet one more way I am reminded of how old I am - in this case, by the length that they sag sans bra.
Otherwise, I do not think about them. My husband, on the other hand, cannot get over them, and is incredibly tiresome on the subject.
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Date: 2012-04-13 03:54 am (UTC)Otherwise, I do not think about them. My husband, on the other hand, cannot get over them, and is incredibly tiresome on the subject.